Torpedoes falling in a line again
We're shooting cannons we were holding in
Drop me a line before I'm lost
I'd throw you mine no matter the cost
Torpedoes falling in a line again
Scream your confession to the deaf
Moment of silence just to catch your breath
Showing your scars to the eyes of the blind
And wondering why they don't reply
Scream your confessions to the deaf
Save your lines for the show
Now I know
I wasn't meant to get the role
Sinister thoughts and crooked motives
Wicked definitions of how to live
Stealing all you can take from the poor
My sanity exists no more
Sinister thoughts and crooked motives
Save your lines for the show
Now I know
I wasn't meant to get the role
Save your lines for the show
Now I know
I wasn't meant to get the role
